So things have been going really well lately (aside from lots of travel for Dad). But then the evening of 18 May rocked our worlds when our little baby girl got hurt.



From left to right: at the hospital; two stitches in (with no anesthesia); and stitches out (one week later).
So what happened? She was playing away happily and tripped and fell onto the footstand of one of our bar stools. It wasn't a big impact, but the sharp edge opened her up like a sardine can. We were all in PJs, just about to dish up dinner and then it happened; we rung Aunty Suze to meet us at the hospital and jumped into the car to go to the Emergency Department. The Dr. that looked at her said it would probably be fine to glue the wound. So after that we went home and put her to bed. Next morning we awoke to blood in her cot and on her clothes and a gaping wound again - the glue had come out. So Mum took her back to the hospital where they had to give it a really (painful!) clean out and decided it actually did need stitches. Because of how brave she was when cleaning the inside of the wound out they decided to try the stitches with no anesthetic. And she was amazing - unbelievably brave. To be honest, Mum and Dad were more shook up about the whole thing than she was. The boys were also a bit upset, and they looked after her really well when she came home.
A couple of days after Addi's accident we took the kids to the Reptile Centre as a welcome distraction. The kids (and Mum and Dad) had a great time:



































